I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"Crack..."

Nalan Rong's Soul Jade had just floated in front of Xuanyue Mirror when it shattered into two halves and fell from the sky.

The crisp voice was not very loud, but it was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, causing all the monks present to look over with astonishment.

Obviously, they didn't expect Nalan Rong to die, and they were extremely shocked.

After a long while, the sound of gasping for air rang out one after another.

"Hiss... what happened? Why did it only take a few days? Not only did Chen Liedao die, but Nalan Rong also died."

Many holy children and peerless arrogance should have not yet reached the depths of the ancestral dragon's nest, and Chen Liedao died. They still believe that this should be an accident.

But now that Nalan Rong is also dead, it can't be an accident!

But at this time, the most shocked and unbelievable ones were naturally the members of the Nalan family.

"My...my son is dead?" The head of the Nalan family trembled, looking at the fragments of soul jade falling from the sky, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"It's impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

He was about to go crazy, and he said angrily: "My son has the appearance of a saint, and I will fight for the emperor in the future. How could I just die in the ancestor dragon's nest like this?"

His voice was blessed by spiritual energy, and it exploded with rolling sound waves, which was deafening.

Among his many sons, Nalan Rong is the most gifted one, comparable to many saint sons, and he has worked hard to cultivate him.

Now that he died like this, he couldn't accept it.

A terrifying aura erupted from the main body of the Nalan family, like a volcano erupting, sweeping around.

When countless monks saw this scene, they all showed terrified expressions, as if they were facing a crazy ancient beast.

"Young master is dead..." The other elders of Nalan's family also looked at each other with wonderful expressions. Just now their patriarch praised Nalan Rong, saying that Nalan Rong has the appearance of a saint, but in the blink of an eye they were satisfied. Lan Rong's soul jade was shattered.

This face-slapping speed is too fast.

If the news of what happened here gets out, the Nalan family will probably be a laughingstock for the next few decades.

Moreover, this also means that in this golden age that is about to emerge, no one from the Nalan family will be eligible to participate in the battle of the Emperor Road, which is an unpredictable loss.

"This... I really hit the mark." Vice President Ji Mo couldn't help muttering.

Among the words, it is natural to gloat over others' misfortune.

"Did your Holy Spirit Academy send strong men into the Ancestral Dragon's Nest to deal with my son?" The head of the Nalan family glared.

Thinking of what Ji Mo said earlier, he suspected that the Holy Spirit Academy had sent a strong man from the older generation into the Ancestral Dragon's Nest specifically to kill his son.

"As for your son, is it worth the risk of our Holy Spirit Academy's people to kill him? You must think highly of your son too much!" Ji Mo said coldly.

"You..." The Patriarch of the Nalan family looked ugly.

But just when he was about to say something more, there was another sound of soul jade shattering.

Elder Wanjiegu looked at the shattered soul jade, and everyone froze in place, dumbfounded.

Originally, he just wanted to take a look at it, but he didn't expect that the soul jade was actually shattered.

"What the hell! The Saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations is also dead?"

"Who is so cruel, even a peerless beauty like the Saintess of the Valley of Tribulations will not be spared!"

The outside of the Zulong's nest was completely boiling.

In just a few days, three peerless arrogances fell, which no one could have imagined.

One of them, in particular, was the Holy Maiden of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, which made countless monks feel indignant and puzzled, not knowing what happened inside.

"This...what the hell is going on here!" Elder Wan Jiegu clenched his withered palms and said in disbelief.

Unfortunately, no one answered his doubts.

All monks here want to know the answer.

The faces of those top powerhouses who had the peerless arrogance to enter the Ancestral Dragon's Nest became incomparably dignified.

"It is absolutely impossible for the three peerless talents to fall so quickly. It is absolutely impossible to be a coincidence. They must be related. Could it be that there is a big crisis in it?" the third elder of Dayan Holy Land said in a deep voice.

"Either there is a big crisis, or there is a peerless strong man whose lifespan is about to expire, and he wants to enter the Ancestral Dragon's Nest for the last time, to see if he can get a chance to continue his life, and kill the three of them."

Feng Bolie said in a deep voice: "Anyway, it is absolutely impossible that the monks of the same generation killed the three of them. No one has such strength."

His words have won the approval of many people, and they feel very reasonable.

The Patriarch of the Nalan family, who was still suspicious of the Holy Spirit College, also remained silent. Now he doesn't think that the deaths of the three of them are related to the Holy Spirit College.

Because the Academy of the Holy Spirit is not so crazy, dare to send strong people into the nest of the ancestral dragon, and kill three peerless arrogances in a row.

The atmosphere here has become a little dignified, and they are all worried about their juniors or companions who have entered the ancestor dragon's nest.

"I hope Qin Feng is okay." Dean Mo Yuan also said worriedly.

"He has a cautious personality and is not a reckless person. He should not encounter the big crisis that those three peerless talents encountered." Vice President Ji Mo said.

After so many years of contact, he also has a general understanding of Qin Feng, knowing that Qin Feng is a very cautious person.

And the ones who gloat the most are those who have not received the news and have no time to send the peerless Tianjiao into the Ancestral Dragon's Nest. They all hope that more people will die inside.

.....

In a dense forest inside Zulong's Nest, Chu Xianxian and Tang Rui were waiting here anxiously, worried whether Qin Feng had encountered any danger after not coming back for such a long time.

"Shh!"

And at this moment, a figure in the distance flew over.

It was Qin Feng astonishingly.

He still doesn't know what kind of monstrous waves are rising outside, and his face is calm.

"Brother Qin Feng, are you not in any danger?" Chu Xianxian hurriedly asked Qin Feng when he saw Qin Feng.

"Fortunately, there was a little trouble, but I solved it." Qin Feng said lightly.

"It's good that there is no danger."

Tang Rui also breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "Is what the black dragon said true or not? Is there any treasure in that direction?"

"There is indeed a treasure, but what it is is not clear yet." Qin Feng did not fully believe what the black dragon said.

"If it's useless, I can sell it for you."

Tang Rui's eyes were almost shining, and he said, "With the help of the Temple of Wealth, the treasures in the Zulong's nest will definitely be sold at a sky-high price."